When I woke up from my dream, I still seemed to have the echo of that loud noise in my ears. I glanced out the window www.biquge.info it was already dark. I took out my phone and took a look, it was already more than eight o'clock, I slept for so long, but why didn't Huang Tianyu's second uncle come?

I was thinking about Huang Tianyu in my heart, but I didn't react. Are they going to release my pigeons tonight? No way! I got up and sat on the bed for a while, calmed down, and went out to take a look at the Buddha hall. My mother had already turned on the lotus lantern in the Buddha hall, and the lotus lantern kept changing colors, like the light emitted by the gods and Buddhas I saw in my dream.

My mom has already fallen asleep, and my dad won't be back until midnight. I have to go out early and return late every day, and I really feel sorry for him. I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, without turning on the light, and the flickering brilliance of the lotus lamp on the Buddha hall was not enough to make ** see things clearly. Something can only be vaguely seen. Shortly after I sat down, I noticed that something seemed to be moving on the other side of the hall, but when I turned my head, there was nothing.

I turned my head around and scanned it with my peripheral vision, and I saw that there was still something black, very large. I don't know if it's just me using my peripheral vision, or if he's actually moving, but I always feel like the black mass is writhing.

What's that? I turned my head again, and looked directly at the past Buddha Hall, where there was still nothing, although the light of the lotus lamp was faint, but I could see the surroundings of the Buddha Hall clearly. I got up and turned on the light, went to the Buddha hall for a walk, and looked inside the Buddha hall again, and there was nothing unusual about the four Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and each one was smiling compassionately. Make sure there are no anomalies.

As soon as I turned around, I swept the dark shadow again, but this time it didn't stay in front of the temple, but ran to the side of the temple, as if to hide from me. I turned around suddenly, there was nothing, I put my head over and looked at the side of the temple, it was against the wall, there could be nothing hidden in it.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the eyes? I don't believe that there are still dirty things that dare to come near my Buddhist hall, this is all the temple has been opened! Regardless of whether the spirit is spiritual or not, at least there is still the second master of Huang Tianyu in the Buddha hall now! Thinking of Huang Tianyu's second uncle, a thought flashed through my mind, could it be that Huang Tianfu and his second uncle didn't come tonight, and it has something to do with this black thing?

It can't really be a dirty thing, right? I hesitated for a while, I don't know if chanting is useful, I remembered what Lan Fatzi told me, when reciting the "Dizang Sutra", there will be many non-human beings to listen to the scriptures, unless the unjust creditor, otherwise you can't get close, even if it is an unjust creditor, it can only scare you, if you are not afraid, they will have no tricks. Because when you recite the scriptures, the whole person will emit golden light. It can't be seen with the naked eye, but it can be seen in the spirit world, and with the golden light protecting the body, nothing can be harmed.

In reverse, can I use the golden light as a ring of resistance? I decided to give it a try, even if it wasn't as good as resisting the fire ring, I could still use the golden light to protect my body, and no evil sect would harm me. The most important thing is that this black thing gives me a very bad feeling, although I don't understand anything, but after being in contact with them for so long, my feelings are also much more sensitive, if it is good for me, I always feel very down-to-earth when I am in contact, like today, I look at it twice and make me hairy, it is definitely not my own person.

I picked up the Jizo Sutra, sat cross-legged, and began to recite the mantras, which are the mantra of pure mind, the mantra of purifying mouth, the mantra of purifying one's body, and the mantra of purifying one's three karmas, as well as the mantra of attaining the land and the mantra of universal offerings.

After reciting these mantras, I began to recite the Sutra and the Bodhisattva of Juelin, and before I could finish reciting the Bodhisattva of Juelin, I had a feeling of a hairy scalp. I know that this feeling should be a notification to me that the Lord is coming! I forcibly suppressed the feeling of panic, and continued to recite, but it was not so easy for me to recite again, I don't know if it was because of panic or what the reason, when I read again, I could no longer connect sentences, unless I stared at the scriptures hard, I could barely read a word, but my attention could not be highly concentrated all the time.

I thought to myself, I let Lan Fat Man pit it, didn't I say that I would release the light, why do I feel like a light bulb with bad contact now, word by word struggling to collapse, and the light released is also flashing and flashing?

Seeing that I couldn't read the scriptures anymore, I felt my hair rise suddenly. I know that when I can't read anymore, that's when I'm unlucky. But the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't read the words, and when my eyes were fixed on the words, my brain couldn't react, and my mouth was even more hairy.

My eyes were black for a while, and I wanted to look up at the lotus lantern, hoping to see the Buddha's light and get some strength, but my neck seemed to be rusty, my head was lowered, uncontrollable, no matter how hard I tried, my neck just didn't move. I was completely panicked, and I was talking about Huang Tianyu, Hu Tiannan and Mrs. Chen, that is, my aunt and grandmother. I hope that any of them can defend back, this time seeing that the other party is about to shoot, why are none of the defenders there, and how can they all drop the chain at the critical moment!

My back was getting colder and colder, and I felt like I was sticking to a huge block of ice, and I shivered from the summer cold. The chill came from my back all the way, and I could only feel a cloud of heat in my heart now, as if I had fallen into an ice cellar in other places, the cold spread along my limbs, and my feet were no longer conscious, and I could clearly feel the cold pouring down from my shoulders, it was so real, it was like someone had taken a basin of ice water and poured it down, flowing down my arms.

I gritted my teeth and persisted, staring at the scriptures, but my eyes were getting darker and darker, and I could no longer read the words on the books. The heat in my heart is eaten away little by little, and every time the cold gets closer, I am a little desperate, I scold myself in my heart for being cheap, I really take Lan Fatzi's words seriously, isn't this screwing myself alive to find death!

When the cold air flowed down my arm to my wrist, I felt as if I was blocked by something, and the palm of my hand holding the scripture became hotter and hotter, and a warm current started from the palm of my hand, and I actually began to counterattack.

The cold and warm current stuck in my wrist, and my wrist was about to break, but I couldn't move, maintaining the posture I had when I was chanting, hunched over, as if I was being held down hard by a person, bowing my head for a long time, making me feel that my breathing began to be unpleasant.

The cold seemed to be angry because it was obstructed, and the cold that besieged the heart was actually reduced a lot, and all the arms were gathered in the wrists, and the wrists were already painful as if they were broken, and now both arms seemed to be frozen. The warm current encountered the cold and suddenly launched an offensive that seemed to be a little unprepared, and it actually let the cold air drill into the air, and some fish that slipped through the net drilled into the palms of my hands, and suddenly my two palms were like pinpricks, just when I was about to hold on, my wrists suddenly became hot, and the cold air seemed to be scalded, and it retracted a lot at once, and then my head suddenly sounded the syllable shouted by the monk in my dream: "Om! （om）”